April 14, 2013

Tour Stop + Giveaway: Bound by Elisabeth Naughton

Eternal Guardians 6
Elisabeth Naughton
Sourcebooks Casablanca
March 26, 2013
TITUS—To most his gift seems like a blessing, but for him it’s a curse the other Eternal Guardians—those who protect the mortal realm from threats of the Underworld—seek to exploit. One he would gladly trade for the chance to be free…

Obsessed. Her touch is like a drug. From the moment he met her, Titus knew she was different. Even dangerous. Yet though his guardian brethren are convinced Natasa is working for Hades, Titus can’t stop thinking about her. Can’t stop fantasizing about her. Can’t stop craving the one thing he knows could lead to the downfall of his world.

Possessed. Faced with stopping Natasa or joining in her quest, Titus falls to temptation and is thrust into a world of lust, deception, and deadly treachery designed by the gods. Her touch—only hers—frees him from his bonds, but desire may just condemn him. Because before the end he’ll have to decide which is more important: duty and honor to those he took an oath to defend, or a woman who could very well be the biggest curse to them all.
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“A garrison,” Ilithyia whispered in a harsh tone. “Spread out.”

The Amazons moved with lightning speed, disappearing into the forest as if they’d never been there. Natasa tugged on the rope bound to Titus’s wrists and quickly pulled him into a dense copse of trees.

Darkness surrounded him. He tripped over a downed limb, bumped into Natasa again, only this time she didn’t seem to mind. She grasped him by the shoulders, whipped him around and shoved him up against the trunk of a tree the size of a house. Then she plastered her body to his and whispered, “Sh.”

Titus’s adrenaline surge. This close he could smell the lemon scent of her skin. Could feel the heat radiating from beneath her clothes. Blood rushed to his groin, messed with his thoughts. Focus. Control. To try to keep his brain on line so he wouldn’t give away their location, he looked over her head at the trees around them.

The small area was more like a cave than a forest. The spruce so densely clustered, their limbs were void of needles. The packed groundcover told him some kind of animal had recently bedded down in here, and the foliage on the outside of the circle of trees was thick enough to block whatever lay beyond.

Footsteps pounded in the forest. Muffled voices reached their ears. Titus tried to focus on the words and thoughts of those around them, but Natasa’s rapid breath drew his attention. And the way she gripped his sleeves tighter in her fingers, the way her pulse raced next to his drown out all other sound.

Instinct overcame reason. He lifted his bound wrists over her head, slid them down her back so his arms were tight around her. She didn’t protest. If anything, she moved closer into the strength of his body. And yeah, she was warm—like he expected—but the tremble that rushed through her told him she wasn’t quite as confident as she’d seemed earlier.

He leaned close to her ear, only just missed brushing her lobe with the tip of his nose. “Whatever’s out there…I’ll protect you.”

She stilled against him, slowly tilted her head back to look up. Heat radiated from her hands pressing into his sides, from her breasts resting against the leather chest plate he wore. He wished he’d taken off the formal gear earlier in the forest. Wished right now they were naked, skin to skin, so he could see if she felt as good against him in other places. Wanted, more than anything, for her to rise up on her toes and press those plump, tender lips against his so he could know what it was like to be kissed again.

He couldn’t remember the last time he’d been kissed. Couldn’t remember what it felt like to press his mouth to someone else’s, to taste their essence on his tongue. Couldn’t remember how good it must feel to get lost in nothing but warm, blissful wetness.

She’d be all three, he bet. Not just in her mouth, but between her legs, where he ached to touch her, skin to skin.

 “You can’t protect me,” she whispered. “No one can.”

The finality to her words slowed his racing heart, brought his focus up to her eyes. They were so green, so fathomless, he wondered if he could see her soul. But they were also haunted. By a fear he sensed was the root of who she really was.

Her panic attack back at the colony whipped through his mind. Followed by the way she’d run from him in Argolea. He had no doubt whoever or whatever was out there was here because of her.

“Who’s hunting you?”

Her gaze slid from his eyes to his lips, where it hovered, jacking his already overheated body temperature up another five degrees. What was she thinking? For the first time in his life, he wanted to know the thoughts of another. Then she licked her lips, like she wanted to take her own sinful taste, and all that curiosity and supreme control he’d mastered during his lifetime flew right through the trees. His cock swelled beneath his fly until need consumed him.

Kiss me. Gods, just kiss me.

“Natasa?” Ilithyia’s voice echoed through the trees.


Natasa lurched back at the sound, her one, panicked thought breaking the sexual haze. But Titus’s arms were still bound around her, and she didn’t get far.

A wicked smile spread across his face while she struggled. He might not be able to read her thoughts clearly, he might wrestle with her expressions, but he recognized body language. She wanted him. 

Maybe not as much as he wanted her, but enough.

She jerked out from under his arms and smoothed her hair. Then held up a finger and shot him a look. “Not a word.”

His smile widened. Yeah, he’d discover who she was for Theron. He’d uncover what she was running from and figure out a way to protect her for her. But he was going to have her for himself. Screw the consequences and whatever was keeping him from feeling her emotions or hearing her voice. For the first time in over a hundred years he wanted something just for him. And he wasn’t going to walk away until he had his fill. No matter what happened next.

“They’re gone,” Ilithyia called. “We move on.”

Natasa’s chest rose and fell with her deep breaths. Color stained her cheeks. Heat all but rolled off her in waves. “Come on,” she snapped. 

“And stay quiet. Don’t make me hurt you.

“Hurt me, ligos Vesuvius. I want you to.”

She narrowed her eyes. “You’re playing with fire, Argonaut.”

Warmth flooded every single vein in his body. This was about to get a whole lot more interesting. “I can’t wait to get burned.”

I was never one of those people who knew they wanted to be an author at the age of six. I didn’t have imaginary friends. I didn’t write stories in my journal or entertain my relatives by firelight after Thanksgiving dinner. For the most part, I was just a normal, everyday kid. I liked to read, but I wasn’t exceptional at it. And when my teachers complimented me on my writing abilities, I brushed them off. I did, however, always have a penchant for the unique and absurd. And as my mother told me all throughout my childhood, I should have been an actress—I was a drama queen before my time.

Years ago, my husband bought me Scarlett: The Sequel to Gone With The Wind. If you ever saw the book, you know it’s a long one. I sat and read that thing from cover to cover, and dreamed of one day being a writer. But I didn’t actually try my hand at writing until years later when I quit my teaching job to stay home with my kids. And my husband? After that week of reading where I neglected him and everything else until I finished Scarlett, he vowed never to buy me another book again. Little did he know I’d one day end up sitting at a keyboard all day drafting my own stories. 

My writing journey has not been easy. I didn’t just sit down one day, decide I was going to write a book and voila! sell my very first attempt. As most authors will probably agree, the path to publication is filled with hours of work, pulling all-nighters I thought I’d given up in college, sacrifices, rejections, but a love I discovered along the way I just can’t live without. Instead of a big, thick book to read by lamplight (I do read much smaller ones when I get the chance), I’ve traded in my reading obsession for a laptop. And I’ve never been happier. 

I’m one of the lucky ones. I have a wonderful family and fabulous husband who put up with my writing—and obsessive personality—even when life is chaotic. More than once my kids have been late to swimming or baseball because I needed just five more minutes to finish a scene. Their support and encouragement mean the world to me. I also have amazing friends and a support network I couldn’t survive without. So to all of you out there who have encouraged me along the way, sent me emails and fan letters, phone calls and congratulations, I just want to say, thank you. You make this whole writing gig that much more enjoyable. I truly wouldn’t be here without you.

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  1. This series get better with each installment. Anyone who likes to read romance and has an interest in Greek mythology should not hesitate to pick up and start reading this series immediately. Ms. Naughton has raised the bar on the mythos/romance genre.

  2. Such a great series. A definite must read!

  3. Bet that I pimp this series every chance I get! Each book does get better and better!

  4. Love the excerpt. This is such a great series.

  5. Love this series!! Each book gets better and better!! Love the Guardians and the women who love them!! Can't wait for Nick's book!!

  6. Great taste of the book! I can't wait.

  7. Stopped by and entered thank you.I just love Elizabeth's books ! Superb author !
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  8. I enjoyed the excerpt and thank you for the giveaway opportunity.

  9. Have only read the first book in the series, but I have each of them on my Kindle keyed up and waiting in my TBR pile that I am dying to get too! Thanks for the giveaway!

  10. I have not read the series but look forward to reading them. Thank you for the wonderful giveaway!

  11. I love this series too. Poor Titus ;). Thank you.

  12. Best series I have come across in the last 6 years. Highly recommend!! And love me some Titus!!

  13. I haven't read anything by Elizabeth Naughton in years, but this looks like a series I will have to pick up! Thank you for letting me know about it.

  14. I really need to read Titan's story.

  15. Haven't read the series yet, but I have several friends who are raving about it. :)

  16. Thanks for the tease:) Can't wait to read the rest of their story!

  17. I haven't read the series. I don't know how I missed it. I did add the books to my book wish list.

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